I wonder if you know how hard it is
to look at your photo and feel naught;
To have my husband's hands touching my neck,
and to think of Shyla -
the name you helped me chose
for a little girl.

I'm different these days;
wrapped up in some cold quilt of denial.
Punished to live here in this world
of daggers and stones;
of bloody handkerchiefs called tie die,
and smeared eyeliner over the verdict.

You should have rotted there and died
like the way you killed my spirit.
Wrapping your icy hands around my throat
and plunging me forward with child -
onto my front.... onto my face... onto my belly.
twisting my neck to hear the crackle of my bones.
to scare my scream silent by your switchblade sword.
To steal my independence.
don't you just love yourself?

I could see death swirling in your eyes,
blinded by some kind of evil.
I didn't know you.
You are a sorry piece of worthless human flesh.
You've killed me and everything I ever was.
You changed me and reshaped me.
I am haunted by the life of you
and I am tainted by your memory.

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A very powerful write ... but one that speaks of a releasing of fear ... pain ..........an acknowledge of a former life and the beginning of a new .....

....as we all know has begun for you ........

...you have triumphed above and beyond these days Jade....

...much peace and love to you ... and thanks for posting your poem ...

...jeanne....

... and his words purge up and outward,
expelled and onward through desert dust swallowed,
sands he says that gorge on simple sensibilities.
And, now he spits fragments, grit, extended vowels and elongated syllables
over cracked lips. Their sounds fall
piling round his boots… ~ jeannerené

Jade I'm so sorry I missed this one...I read the comments also and I've managed to form in my mind what happened...
You are a strong courageous woman, your poem tells all...
Bless you dear heart...
You expressed yourself so well indeed...I'm glad Jeanne and Heinz saw this...

Anonymous wrote:Jade I'm so sorry I missed this one...I read the comments also and I've managed to form in my mind what happened...
You are a strong courageous woman, your poem tells all...
Bless you dear heart...
You expressed yourself so well indeed...I'm glad Jeanne and Heinz saw this...

I'm wondering why I've become a guest now...

Reach Out And Love Someone
Slow Down And Look around
You Will Find Someone Who Needs You.....

The guy that did this to me only got 8 years. He is out of prison now and has been for the past few years. But my last name is different now so he can't find me. But I'm divorced and want to change it back. Just scared of him is why I still carry my ex-husband's last name even though our divorce was finalized in Feb 2012.